MTL - World of Cultivation-~ Section 908 Demon madness

The atmosphere inside the Demon Temple is extremely suppressed.

There is no retreat in front, but there is no happy color on the faces of the gods. The army of the Anyang system has been steadily and steadily moving at various levels. Liang Wei and Yan Xing did not take risks. They just constantly exerted pressure and squeezed their space a little bit.

It’s a piecemeal, the word is used to describe it.

But the devils don't have a fool, they know that their situation is getting a little bit more dangerous. Although the other party's advancement was slow, it did not give them any chance to fight back. The cautiousness of the enemy is as if the other party is the weaker side.

This kind of play makes the Devil Temple extremely painful.

They can only watch as they watch, and the other person crushes them a little bit, but they have no choice. And as the opposing army squeezed, their defenses were gradually flattening.

This is a sign of danger.

The flat line of defense means that the depth is smaller and the opponent is more likely to break through.

Any warrior is very clear about how dangerous this is.

But they didn't have a little way, they were helpless, they looked at themselves with their eyes, and slipped off the cliff step by step. Panic and despair were unstoppable in the hearts of everyone.

The strength of the two sides is too different.

"Or else, organize a counterattack?" Yusiyak glanced at the big demon and asked tentatively.

The big demon is silent, and the heart is bitter. Counterattack? What to take to counterattack, the other side of the war without any flaws. Sticking to the defense line is a chronic suicide that can be washed out. That is, the meat buns hit the dog and there is no return.

The big demon **** swept the hall too much. Compared to that year, the demon temple is magnificent, but at this time, it is cold and clear.

Is this a sign of decline?

Recalling the painstaking efforts of these years, in a battle, the Demon Temple has grown stronger and become the most powerful force in the world. This degree makes the great demon full of pride and pride, he once believed that the demon temple can not be defeated! However, when the Pluto army rushed to the air, he discovered that the seemingly powerful demon temple could not stop the progress of the other side.

They are too strong!

Compared with Pluto, the Demon Temple is too weak, and the gap between the two is like an adult and a child. It is an insurmountable gap.

The resistance of the Demon Temple is very tenacious, and even the Great Devil, at this point, can not have higher requirements. The rule of the Demon Temple over the years has been quite popular in the local area.

"Pluto is coming?" The big demon suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse.

"Yeah." Yusiyak nodded. "He is looking for Xia Princess and the Blue Brothers. They are responsible for the rear. This hand is really beautiful. These two are in a hundred natural conditions. They are all family members with a long history. They come out. The people are very determined."

He shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands. He looked helplessly: "Of course, it is even worse for us."

"The fourth, what do you think?" The big demon eyes turned to the fourth demon that had been quiet.

The fourth demon **** is not tall, his body looks a little thin, slightly messy short hair, and some pale face, looks very delicate, completely without the strong taste of the devil.

No one will despise him because of his appearance. He was born in a famous place, and the inheritance of Yinyan Cave was recorded in ancient times. In the eyes of people, it is more and more mysterious.

His name is Shuiyue.

The great demon **** tried his best to net the moon to the demon temple and become the fourth demon of the demon temple. He is not only powerful, but also an extremely good warrior. This is also the reason why the Great Devil really valued him. In many books, the inheritors of the Jubilee Cave are recorded, and the knowledge of the Warlords is also passed down.

The water moon did not disappoint the big demon, and he had contributed to the expansion of the demon temple over the years.

The water moon is quiet, never provokes things, and has the ability. Such people, no matter where they are, will not be annoying.

"The decisive battle is imminent." The water moon is as calm as usual, calmly saying: "The enemy must start a full-scale attack."

In the hall, there is a dead silence.

For a long while, the big devil opened his mouth and said: "How likely are we to hold?"

"10%." Water Moon is still calm.

Yusiyak sighed softly, although he had no heart, but in such a contest of power disparity, the deep powerlessness made him uncomfortable.

"If we mobilize the entire Demon Temple?" The Great Devil suddenly gritted his teeth.

"We have mobilized all the temples." Yusiyak subconsciously interfaced, but then he reacted, but suddenly stunned, watching the big devil, looked blank.

There is a touch of blood on the face of the big demon. His eyes are like two beating flames: "No, we are forced to attack! All the families of the demon temple, all the devils who have cultivated the power of God, both men and women, all must go to the battlefield! We can organize the ratio The army of the Pluto army is ten times twenty times more..."

Everyone was intimidated by the crazy idea of ​​the Great Devil.

"But..." Yusiyak has been scared to say nothing.

At the end of the war, the area ruled by the Demon Temple will be ten rooms and nine empty spaces. Such wars have never happened, even if the war between the saints and the defenders did not happen.

This is to fill in with people!

"Yes! The only way! We have to turn the Devil's Temple into a hell! Drag the Pluto to **** together!" The Great Devil shouted hysterically, waving his arms wildly, as if the body had reinfused the fighting spirit.

Everyone is silent.

If this battle really hits the point, the death and injury will become extremely amazing, and the entire Mozu will be badly hurt.

"This is only the Mozu civil war, we are all demons..." Yusiyak couldn't help it. Although he is from the Temple of the Devil, he does not have a cold on Pluto, but...

The big demon violently turned his face. He widened his eyes. His eyes were like a fire, and his voice roared: "Shut up! Yousiyak! From today, the US Department of War is led by the second child!"

Yusiyak's face turned white, but immediately, uncontrollable anger rushed to his face, sneer: "Ha! You are crazy!"

The face of the big demon was suddenly stunned.

"What? Want to kill me?" Yusiyak proudly held his head, his eyes were cold and cold: "Although come!"

After that, I didn’t look at the big demon god, and turned and walked straight out of the hall.

The big demon face was iron-blue, and his forehead was jumping straight. He resisted himself. He knew that if he shot to Usyak, the demon temple would now split.

"Who has opinions?" The Great Devil is sullen.

Several other people are collectively silent.

The big demon face was a little slower, and the others did not disobey his authority. This made him feel a little better. He slowed down: "I know that this is a big injury. But this is our only chance to win. We have to do whatever it takes. At the cost, let Pluto feel that our demon temple has the determination to burn jade..."

In the hall, echoing the crazy voice of the big devil.

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The courtyard of the water moon.

Uller licked a few bites of spirits. He was like a thirsty man, letting the wine flow down the neck of his mouth. Until the face floated a blush, he put down the jar and muttered to himself: "Yusiyak is not wrong, the boss is crazy."

In front of the water moon, the small pot was small, and the small pot was simmered in a shallow, shallow mouth, sipping, and leisurely.

Both of them are post-Golden devils, and they have been walking closer on weekdays.

"I am not taking the materials of the soldiers." Ule took another sip and shook his head. "But I also know that doing this is tantamount to drinking and quenching thirst. Now we still have people's hearts. At that time, even people's hearts. Lost."

"His pressure is too big." Water Moon is ambiguous.

"You can't do this anymore!" Ulle's disappointment is beyond words: "Unfortunately, I am one step away from God. If I have Weisheng so powerful, our situation is much better."

"You are already very good." Water Moon comforted. Since the last battle between Uller and Wei Sheng, Uller’s cultivation has been more painstaking. Although he is the fifth demon, he has become the most powerful demon of the Devil's Temple.

The Great Devil has persuaded Ule to learn the war, such a strong personal strength, even if the level of war is a little bit worse, it will be much more powerful than the ordinary war.

However, Uller will have no interest in the battle, and he will concentrate on cultivation.

Uller poured a sip of spirits and said with emotion: "A decade ago, I lost to Wei Sheng's hand. I didn't expect that ten years have passed, not only have not caught up, but the farther away I have been pulled. I Only the admire in my heart, such a man is the model of my generation. Ten years ago, everyone said that Wei Sheng was dead, I sneered, how can such a man die so easily?"

Shuiyue listened quietly. He knew that Uller was just looking for someone to talk to.

"Lian Linqian is defeated by Wei Sheng, I am even less tempered. Lin Qian, this person, although I don't like it, is a real genius. A month, you said, how does the world change so fast?" The face is full of confusion: "Suddenly killing a Pluto, it is not enough to end up in the meditation, running to the unification of the demon. Ha, we are not so embarrassed! As a result, Mo Yunhai and Kunlun have been on, ten years Wei Sheng, who did not see the trace, actually went to the **** level, and also killed Lin Qian, who dared not show up. Kunlun’s face was lost, and people’s heart was awkward. Lin Qian was also depressed, and it was also a **** level. It’s a shameful shame... This is how the world... It’s going on... I don’t understand...”

Uller said and said, ambiguous, plopped, and turned to his back, screaming.

He is upset and comes to the water month just to get a drunk.

The water moon sat still, sipping a small mouthful of mouthfuls, and the spirits went into the throat like a fire.

The depths of the eyes that seemed to be calm forever, but a blazing flame. He remembered the **** call of the year, remembered the fascination of these years, and remembered the waits that seemed to be invisible in these years. When I think of the dead of night, I often ask myself and think of many.

The self-talking voice sounded in the courtyard.

"Because the germinating seeds will grow into big trees."

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